Gogol Bordello - "Wonderlust King" Side One Dummy

A Dream Within A Dream - Edgar Alan Poe

Take this kiss upon the brow!

And, in parting from you now,

Thus much let me avow-

You are not wrong, who deem

That my days have been a dream;

Yet if hope has flown away

In a night, or in a day,

In a vision, or in none,

Is it therefore the less gone?

All that we see or seem

Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar

Of a surf-tormented shore,

And I hold within my hand

Grains of the golden sand-

How few! yet how they creep

Through my fingers to the deep,

While I weep- while I weep!

O God! can I not grasp

Them with a tighter clasp?

O God! can I not save

One from the pitiless wave?

Is all that we see or seem

But a dream within a dream?

Elisa - "Almeno tu nell'universo" (official video - 2003)

Almeno tu nell'universo - Elisa

Sai? La gente è strana

Prima si odia e poi si ama

Cambia idea improvvisamente

Prima la verità e poi

Mentirà a noi

Senza serietà, come fosse niente.

Sai, la gente è matta

Forse è troppo insoddisfatta

Segue il mondo ciecamente

Quando la moda cambia

Lei pure cambia

Continuamente, scioccamente.

Tu, tu che sei diverso

Almeno tu nell'universo

Un punto sei che non ruota mai

Intorno a me

Un sole che splende per me soltanto

Come un diamante in mezzo al cuore…

tu...

Sai? La gente è sola

E come può lei si consola

Non far sì che la mia mente

Si perda in congetture, in paure

Inutilmente

Poi per niente.

Tu, che sei diverso

Almeno tu nell'universo

Un punto sei che non ruota mai

Intorno a me, un sole

Che splende per me soltanto

Come un diamante in mezzo al cuore

Tu, tu che sei diverso

Almeno tu nell'universo

Non cambierai

Dimmi che

Per sempre sarai sincero

Che mi amerai davvero

Di più

Di più

Di più

Di più

C'est La Vie - Emerson Lake and Palmer

C'est la vie

Have your leaves all turned to brown

Will you scatter them around you

C'est la vie

Do you love

And then how am I to know

If you dont let your love show for me

C'est la vie
Oh c'est la vie

Oh c'est la vie

Who knows, who cares, for me

C'est la vie
In the night

Do you light a lover's fire

Do the ashes of desire for you remain

Like the sea

There's a love to deep to show

Took a storm before my love

Flowed for you

C'est la vie
Oh c'est la vie

Oh c'est la vie

Who knows, who cares, for me

C'est la vie
Like a song

Out of tune and out of time

All I needed was a rhyme for you

C'est la vie

Do you give

Do you live from day to day

Is there no song

I can play for you

C'est la vie
Oh c'est la vie

Oh c'est la vie

Who knows, who cares, for me

C'est la vie

Aprendizado - Ferreira Gullar

Do mesmo modo que te abriste à alegria

abre-te agora ao sofrimento

que é fruto dela

e seu avesso ardente.

Do mesmo modo

que da alegria foste

ao fundo

e te perdeste nela

e te achaste

nessa perda

deixa que a dor se exerça agora

sem mentiras

nem desculpas

e em tua carne vaporize

toda ilusão que a vida só consome

o que a alimenta.

A Love Poem - Charles Bukowski

all the women
all their kisses the
different ways they love and
talk and need.

they ears, they all have
ears and
throats and dresses
and shoes and
automobiles and ex
husbands.

mostly
the women are very
warm they remind me of
buttered toast with the butter
melted
in.

there is a look in the
eye: they have been
taken they have been
fooled. I don't quite know what to
do for
them.

I am
a fair cook a good
listener
but I never learned to
dance - I was busy
then with larger things.

but I've enjoyed their different
beds
smoking cigarettes
staring at the
ceilings. I was neither vicious nor
unfair. only
a student.

I know they all have these
feet and barefoot they go across the floor as
I watch their bashful buttocks in the
dark. I know that they like me, some even
love me
but I love very
few.

some give orange and vitamin pils;
others talk very quietly of
childhood and fathers and
landscapes; some are almost
crazy but none of them are without
meaning; some love
well, others not
so; the best at sex are not always the
best in order
ways; each has limits as I have
limits and we learn
each other quickly.

all the women all the
women all the
bedrooms
the rugs the
photos the
curtains, it's
something like a church only
at times there's
laughter.

those ears those
arms those
elbows those eyes
looking, the fondness and
the wanting I have been
held have been
held.